Missing You

I have been through about 70 lifetimes since I have lost heard your voice or seen your face in something other than pictures. I talk about you all the time. That helps a little. There’s so much I want you to see now, and people I need to here your thoughts on. I couldn’t imagine that you passing early would be the first in many strings of people gone far too soon. What I wish you would do is, keep an eye on them for us, and talk to them, and always send signs like you do, and tell them to do the same. Because going 19 years without you, has been a challenge. One that my life has been patterned after, the loss of you. So many days, I just talk to the air hoping you can hear. And I know you do, because you send the signs all the time. Whether it’s a Pepsi truck, or a John Deere tractor, or a deer. It’s there. I know I thank a lot of my lives I have lived, to you protecting me, and protecting us. I just hope you know how much you are missed, and how much I love you. 19 years tomorrow, doesn’t seem real, it seems like an extended vacation out of the country. Wish you could come back. I love you and miss you oh so much. Love your daughter, Sheena